“What do you love about me?” I asked him, directly.
And I don’t mean my mothering or wifely duties.
Or because I love you, for that matter.
Do you see me?
Do you value me?
Anybody can sweep this under the rug.
But not me.
And guess what?
That’s what makes me, me.
I’ve been through enough that
I’m not afraid.
To ask the hard questions.
To have the difficult conversations.
Instead of filling the awkward silence,
I allow it to marinate.
And then I remind you of who I am and how I became that person.
How lucky we are to have one another, individually speaking.
It’s easy to get lost in a family dynamic.
But we are worth the work.
20 years go by and couples can’t remember who they married.
Well, I’ll be damned.
I’m going to tell you what I love about you.
And I’m going to insist that you remember not only why you married me
But also my value.
Because I am.
Valuable. Fearless. Courageous.
All the things that make me that great wife and mother.
And don’t you ever forget it.